The photo taken early in the morning:
I love that smug, can't-be-bothered look of hers. What, is it because "being good is not as important as looking good?" (Now I'm sure I read that phrase from somewhere).
Drugs. If you play, you pay.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Finally managed to check out the TV series opening song from YouTube. (The clip: here). The show has always been captivating for me, but the song...(man, I'm so glad that the YouTube clip has the english subtitle for the lyrics). The screenshot for each line in the song:
From all directions arise sound of gale
One horse gallops forth, aiming condors drawing the bow
Heaven and earth are all in my heart
Sand storm on long road, as moon in the mountain pass grows dim
Lonely hero disappears in a flash
Who can share true feeling, where death and birth come from
Big matters rushes to the head, opening the bosom
One horse gallops forth, aiming condors drawing the bow
Heaven and earth are all in my heart
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Yes. What's wrong with the above poster of Geláre? Skip this article if you can't see the typo. Oh, so you find it. Merely a little error, you may dismiss. Okay, true. Still it's a blemish to otherwise a great ad. Love the glaring, contrasting colours they use.
The evil mind of mine worked out a possible scheme to blackmail them. The not-so-evil-nor-good part of me suggested to pay Geláre a visit first & tried their stuff before deciding the next course of action. The good side of me vehemently agreed, having the faith that a great meal might be served despite the not-so-great advertisement.
I entered the premise. Placed my order. Took a photo (yeah, yeah...food photography has never been kind to me), the meal looked & tasted more delicious than the photo below.
So delicious I have no stomach for blackmailing them.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Definitely must put a Spoiler Alert.
Spoiler Alert. Spoiler Alert.
And that's three. Enough?
Okay, back to the post. Those of you who have watched the show are definitely wondering where the monster(s) came from. Yes, I am so tempted to use plural 'monsters' here as I am not referring only to the gigantic monster which seems to bear a grudge against Statue of Liberty & high-rise buildings, but also to those smaller-size, spider-like creatures whose bite likely causing a build-up of blood pressure in their victims' body that result in an eventual grisly explosion of the blood out of the body.
But where did they come from?
Until the movie's over, I cannot find the answer. I searched the Net & came across this site themoviespoiler.com for the film - Cloverfield:
NOTE: In the very last footage shot from Coney Island, you see something fall into the ocean – presumably the monster (it happens on the right side of the screen). This leads you to believe that the monster is extraterrestrial.
I confirmed that with Wikipedia article on Cloverfield:
The movie then cuts to a scene from Rob and Beth enjoying their Coney Island date a month before. The lovers turn the camera towards the fairgrounds and the pier, and an object can be seen crashing into the sea on the right-hand horizon.
Next stop: YouTube. However, there are just too many Cloverfield clips & I couldn't locate that footage. =( Should have been more observant when I watched the movie. The thing is it was difficult to be observant when most of the time the show was really shaky. Heh.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
"You Aren't Alone". I saw the title in Credit Counselling Singapore website & upon visited it & reading some of the testimony of those incurring Bad Debt (Though no such thing as 'Good' Debt, of course), I was fascinated how consumerism really affected some people. Very badly.
Take this one for example:
Mr Leo (in his 30s)
To vent the escalating pressures of everyday working life, I had uncontrollably chalked up heavy investment loses (during the economic downturn) and also indulged in impulsive spending in order to relieve the stress. As credit was then "readily available" as a result of the immense competition amongst the financial institutions, I had plunged deeper and deeper into taboo of using one credit source to cover the other. Later, as my financial burdens got heavier, partly due to the debts' high interest rates and also the increasing medical/hospitalization costs of my family, I had reached the point whereby I was having problems in meeting even the monthly minimum sum repayments of the credit loans.
I had, on my own, tried to make genuine and sincere appeals to all my creditor banks for a manageable repayment scheme by explaining to them my financial situation. However, it may be because I am not a good negotiator and also the fact that the credit control departments of the some of the banks have generally set their priorities to recover as much as possible in the shortest possible period, my appeals, in the light of my adverse financial situation, were doomed to failure. After weeks of prolonged unsuccessful negotiations with some of the banks, a few had even initiated legal actions against me. It was at the point of having received legal judgments awarded against myself that I totally gave up on any further negotiations and virtually resigned to face bankruptcy.
It was by chance that I later came across the CCS website and decided to give a last ditched attempt to salvage my seemingly hopeless situation and avoid the social stigma of being a bankrupt. I attended one of the weekly CCS briefings and was informed of the options available and the assistance CCS can offer. Although I was still rather apprehensive of what CCS can do in view of my precarious situation, I nevertheless signed up for a counselling session. After learning about my case (and the urgency involved due to the legal suits that have already commenced), the professional and very experienced CCS officers swung into immediate action by swiftly contacting all my creditor banks in a desperate bid to stave off the legal actions and negotiate for a solution that is beneficial to both parties. Within a few weeks, CCS had managed to draw up a Debt Management Program (DMP) agreement with all my creditor banks and I had begun making my first installment repayments.
My advice to people who may be in the same situation as I am, is to give yourself a decent chance by urgently seeking expert counselling from CCS, especially if you are sincere about fulfilling all of your financial obligations. On your own, you may not be able to bring your case successfully to all of your creditor banks as you may not be technically good in negotiation. It may also be extremely stressful in trying to deal with a number of creditors at the same time and coping with burdens of your job and even perhaps your family's growing financial commitments.
Although I still have a long, long way to go, to repay all of my debts, I am indeed very grateful to CCS for at least getting me to the starting line, which I am sure I know I would not be able to on my own.
I underline the part when the poor fellow tried his hand in retail therapy. It just didn't work. However I sympathize about the part on readily-available credit cards. I too face the same temptation to "collect" the cards. Their designs are so...appealing!! Yeah, lame.
Time to take photo of the cards (with good lighting, angle & flash disabled, I am sure I can take reasonably okay images) and then cancel the cards? Heh.
Came across this YouTube clip, "Young Folks" by a group "Peter Bjorn and John". The whistling tune is simple but very catchy (argh...can't get it out of my head).
Never hear the song before so I was quite surprised to learn--when I searched for the lyrics--that the song had been around since 2006 and that it won the Grammis Award for Best Video in 2007.
By the way, the song also features Victoria Bergsman of The Concretes.
And yes, none of the names are familiar, at least from me. The abundant use of the links explain it. Heck, I don't even know that the group name refers to the three--not two--members: Peter Morén, Björn Yttling, and John Eriksson.
But hey, when was the last time I really listened to the radio?
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Monday, January 07, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
I’ve got to be honest. The reason I picked the book, “The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana” by Umberto Eco was due to its rich, classic illustrations. It intrigued me. In addition, the blurb seemed so promisingly unique too. It’s about a 59-year old book dealer, Giambattista Boldoni losing his memory (every single one of his personal life) after waking up from a coma due to a stroke, yet he retained the memory of books he had read--to an incredible extent of being able to quote relevant passages of the books!
The book, in short, is about his quest to re-discover his own self.
In the first part of the book, his family & close friend & a beautiful assistant in the book store--with whom he wondered whether he had an affair--tried to fill in the gap of who he was. In the process, he found out that he had an inexplicable obsession of collecting quotes on “fog”.
Boldoni, or Yambo (his nickname) preferred to find out who he was on his own. Alone. Thus he retreated to his childhood home in Solara. The second part of the book was about him going through a vast collection of books, comics, and song records. He also came across essays & poems which he wrote. The essays made him wondered about his political orientation: whether he’s once a Fascist. The poems urged him to try to remember the face of his first true love.
In some occasions during Part 1 & 2 of the book, he experienced sparks of recognition which he coined--without knowing why--as “mysterious flames”.
These “mysterious flames” were explained in the final part of the book. In the ending of Part 2, it was revealed that he discovered a very valuable, rare book (he was after all a book dealer) & the shock led to another stroke. He fell to another coma in which he realized that he could again remember vividly those missing personal memories. For example his obsession of “Fog” was explained & he slowly found the answers of who he really was such as whether he truly believed the propaganda he was fed with when he’s a child.
So would Yambo finally be able to recall as well the face of his first true love in the end of the book? That, I’ll leave to you readers to discover yourself.
I can only say that you’ll either love the ending very much or hate it.